RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Looking For Sunlight - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Riding the freeway of my mind, wind blowing my long hair
in all directions.
Surviving the strife, only to run headlong into turmoil,
a long standing pathway through jungles, over mountains
and through deep abiding canyons and ravines.
A beautiful landscape through this fateful world, at
least giving a few moments of peace and serenity along
Tranquil and free, living on the edge of darkness all
the time, holding on, trying to not be contained within
it's ebony blackness.
Always looking for the rays of sunlight that at times
peek out from behind the clouds.
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